The Poetry of William the Bloody
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
I lurk in the shadows and prowl the streets.
Undead childe. Creature of the nite.
Hypnotic eyes and skin pale white.
A distorted reflection of what used to be me.
A walking unliving corpse for all the world to see.
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